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Chapter 92

SEVEN "Is that mark in your neck a true birth mark or it is just one of those tattoos?" I asked which makes her touch the back of her neck. "Why are y-" I didn't let her finish her words and cut her off. I pointed my index finger on her and asked the same question again. I couldn't believe it. If her mark is true then she is the girl that we have been searching for a long time now. The devil's have been searching for her for the great prize. "Is that true or not? Answer me now, Antarteces," I asked again, I badly wanted to hear her answer if it is yes or no. How come I didn't saw it from the first place? All this time I have been eyeing the girl with the butterfly if it's her. Her eyes began to be sad and she was about to cry but she was just holding it. I can see the color of sadness and hurt in her heart. The combination that she felt right now is too painful. She was having the feeling of unwanted and maybe she thought it was because of her

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